Hiya, I'm Bella Bellini. Nice to meet you! I'm a Professional Dominatrix, fetishist, fetish model, webmaster, and blogger. I cause trouble on the interwebz!
I post pictures from my official site, candid photos, and reblog posts that inspire me or turn me on. Say hi sometime. I don't bite...too hard
So true!
NO MATTER WHAT YOU’VE GOT TO WORK WITH, SOMEONE’S INTO IT.
When a dude told my stripper buddy Kyla that her leg stubble was the hottest thing he’d ever seen, and gave her money, she told me her whole attitude towards her looks changed. Instead of basing her self-worth off the idea that she had to be as beautiful as possible to random onlookers, she became content with the knowledge that her face and body (supposed “flaws” and all) would be extremely beautiful to the right person.
The other cool thing about dancing is that so much of the hustle in the club isn’t about looks, it’s about how friendly you are, how sterling your conversational skills are, and how much you can convince total strangers to like you. (Enough to give you some money, hopefully.) In fact, it’s rare that the hottest chick in the club is also the top-earner. Chicks with great personalities who are funny, fun, and love what they’re doing tend to out-earn everybody but extras girls.
Stripping gave me great body image :) I learned that all the shit we girls are hung up is unnecessary, men like you regardless if you acknowledge them and make them feel worthy of being there. They really dont care what you look like and if they do comment negatively, which sometimes they do, its only because they are intimidated. Stripping gave me a tough skin and taught me to celebrate my body.
Wow, leg stubble?
Stripping gave me great body image :) I learned that all the shit we girls are hung up is unnecessary, men like you...
When a dude told my stripper buddy Kyla that her leg stubble was the hottest thing he’d ever seen, and gave her money,...